Hometown Blues

Lyrics

[Intro] (Beats by Choc) Another year, look at me, yeah, I'm still here This place hard to escape from Hometown blues, you know how it feel, yeah There ain't a path, you gotta make one I can't seem to find my way out this time Keep on lookin' at the sky for a big sign God never talk to me through the windchimes But the devil hold these idle hands [Chorus] Feelin' stuck and lookin' for a way out Feelin' stuck and lookin' for a way out I can't seem to find my way out this time Keep on lookin' at the sky for a big sign God never talk to me through the windchimes But the devil hold these idle hands [Verse] Yeah, your hometown is a blessin', but also it hold the essence Of everything that's familiar, could reel ya into suppression Especially when nobody growin', it's a recession And the people you know prob'ly personifyin' depression I know some homies who had passed thirty, never left their town They stationary like they shackled down Some others settled down to bein' parents And gave up on they own dreams 'cause they couldn't share it I had to chase mine, I picture paint, Francis Bacon Dreams that I couldn't waste time, I had to take on You led me to my future, I could be as big as Akon That's why I make 'em feel some type of way when I could make rhymes They didn't think it was possible, all they saw were the obstacles All I saw was potential, penetrated the plausible I looked around for men and none of them was responsible So I became the man and then did the impossible I wrote this for the kids in Winter Springs and Sanford Growin' up where they sling and losin' someone to cancer Locked up inside the house, desperate, searchin' for answers Y'all too stuck on bein' gangster and gettin' pussy And money that you don't see it, 'cause it's too convenient You discover the language you speak, you could be a genius You realize all the places you'd reach, you ain't gon' believe it But you stayed too long in this place and you'll prob'ly never leave it [Chorus] Feelin' stuck and lookin' for a way out Feelin' stuck and lookin' for a way out I can't seem to find my way out this time Keep on lookin' at the sky for a big sign God never talk to me through the windchimes But the devil hold these idle hands